Thursday, 6 February 2014

Goodbyes

too many goodbyes

running into each other like tears mixing with rain
like black tracks down once rose filled cheeks
goodbye goodbye goodbye

too many goodbyes
coming too close to comfort
dripping their way over chins and onto vunerable skin at the nape of a neck.
goodbyes convulsing into someone else's shoulder.
into a pillow at 10 past 1 on a Tuesday morning.
into a shaking hand


but hellos too. yes those too.

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